The Regressed SSS-Rank Supporter Who Turned Dark - Chapter 89

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#Episode 89
“If you’re jealous, just say so. Don’t pathetically butt in.”
Eun-sung sneered at Lee Hyun.
“Bullshit.”
Lee Hyun let out a quiet laugh.
“You’re in no position to talk, needing support just to stay on your feet.”
“Thanks for the baseless speculation.”
Eun-sung shoved Seria and Serka aside, standing alone.
“Who’s falling? You?”
A cold smile played at the corners of Eun-sung’s mouth.
He was smiling, but his insides were screaming.
‘I’m dying.’
His vision swam, and his legs trembled beneath him.
He didn’t have the strength to move a single finger.
Yet Eun-sung clenched his teeth and endured, as if nothing were wrong.
‘I’d rather die than show weakness to this bastard.’
A memory carved into his bones surfaced.
About three years ago.
The day he’d sworn his revenge.
– Why should we bear the risk just because of your mother?
That voice, lost to the past, clawed at Eun-sung’s heart.
– We have time. It’s worth trying. Look, we’ve mapped out the entire route, planned the whole strategy…
.
– What if things go wrong? We become traitors. The whole world will tear us apart. A selfish group that abandoned a metropolis of three million people just to save one mother.
– No, that won’t happen. You know it’s possible. Right…?
– Stop whining and get out. Stop bothering me.
– This is my first and last request. Please, just save my mother. I’ll do well, I promise… please….
– I said get out.
– Gasp!
He still couldn’t forget what Lee Hyun had said back then.
No—he would never forget it, not for all eternity.
– So why’d you go support instead of damage dealer? Huh…?
– Gasp, cough!
– If you want to save her so badly, why don’t you go save her yourself? Why not?
– Just because you clean up after others doesn’t mean everyone has to clean up after you.
Eun-sung clenched his teeth, forcibly suppressing the nightmare that clawed its way to the surface.
‘Fighting now would be a losing move.’
Crack—a molar shattered.
It didn’t hurt.
If anything, his mind became even sharper.
‘Think happy thoughts. Happy thoughts….’
Crack!
The image of the Dragon Lord swallowing Lee Hyun’s head flashed through my mind.
Hiss.
A smile bloomed at the corners of my lips.
“What, what is this.”
Lee Hyun took a step back.
His hand touched the Spirit Blade at his waist.
It was an unconscious reaction.
“Draw it. Let’s see what happens.”
“Why, you’ll kill me?”
“Draw it.”
“Just say the word. I’ll kill you.”
“Draw it.”
“….”
Lee Hyun ultimately couldn’t draw his blade.
“You’ve got the courage to kill, but not the courage to die, you bastard.”
Eun-sung turned away as if there was nothing more to see.
“This son of a bitch…!”
Just as Lee Hyun was about to draw his sword, his teammates appeared and began spouting off one after another.
“Oh, there’s a mage too?”
“Not bad for newbies, huh? So they’re the ones the director had his eye on?”
“What’s with the atmosphere here.”
The Abyss Clan members looked back and forth between Eun-sung and Lee Hyun, tilting their heads in confusion.
“What’s going on.”
Jung Ha-jun asked Lee Hyun.
He was the team leader of the [Black Leopard] team that Lee Hyun belonged to.
“No, nothing at all.”
Lee Hyun shook his head and finally drew his blade.
“I was just trying to help. The kids’ performance was frustrating.”
Before the words even finished, Lee Hyun charged toward where Eun-sung stood.
Eun-sung didn’t even flinch.
Lee Hyun didn’t swing his blade at Eun-sung either.
Whoosh, whoooosh――!
Thud, thunk!
Lee Hyun moved like lightning between the remaining Broadcast Spirits.
“…!”
Thump!
The Broadcast Spirits trembled as if struck by electricity, then collapsed simultaneously as if on cue.
Lee Hyun turned away without so much as a glance at the fallen Broadcast Spirits or the Etherium.
Crunch, crunch—
Lee Hyun brushed past Eun-sung.
“Nobody said you couldn’t do this.”
With those words left behind, Lee Hyun vanished into the Fog Maze.
“Pfft.”
Eun-sung let out a soft chuckle.
“Still a kid, aren’t you.”
Eun-sung felt the reality of regression anew.
The Lee Hyun he’d known was never this childish.
* * *
‘What was that.’
Lee Hyun replayed what had just happened.
“Hyungs! Please help us with the broad—” Gack!
Splurch!
One of the charging Broadcast Spirits was cleaved in an X shape.
Thunk!
Lee Hyun’s blade pierced through the Broadcast Spirit’s smartphone.
‘What was that smile.’
Even in the midst of battle, my blade struck with absolute precision.
Mere Broadcast Spirits couldn’t distract me.
‘Why couldn’t I pull the trigger, why. He was on the verge of collapse from ether depletion….’
Was it because Clan Master Wi Tae-woong had his eye on him?
Because killing him would cause problems?
‘…No.’
I shook my head inwardly.
I already knew the reason.
I simply didn’t want to admit it.
‘I was afraid of that bastard?’
I couldn’t accept it.
I didn’t want to.
But emotions and instinct don’t lie.
– Pull it out.
The emotion I felt when hearing those words remained intact.
It was fear.
The terror of possibly dying….
I remembered when our eyes met.
‘Damn it.’
The feeling was sickening.
The eyes of a predator.
Eyes that clearly saw me not as a beast, but as prey.
‘No.’
Lee Hyun swung his sword and flatly denied it.
Whoosh!
“Ugh!”
The unfortunate Broadcast Spirit was cleaved in half.
‘There’s no way I’d be afraid of that bastard. I just don’t want to deal with a psycho, that’s all.’
Lee Hyun recalled Eun-sung’s deranged smile and ultimately denied his own instincts.
* * *
Immediately after Lee Hyun vanished.
Stagger!
Eun-sung stumbled.
“Master!”
“Young master!”
Seria and Serka rushed to support Eun-sung.
“Brother!”
“Are you alright, oppa?”
“You okay?”
His companions crowded around him.
“It’s nothing. Just consumed too much ether.”
Eun-sung pulled an IV bag with a needle and tube from his inventory and jabbed it into his arm vein.
“Ugh.”
A sharp pain made Eun-sung wince.
His cracked molars were starting to ache too.
‘Undina.’
– Yes, young master.
The power of Undina, the card spirit of the [West Wind] card, enveloped Eun-sung.
The pain subsided.
“What was that guy just now? How dare he act so disrespectful to you?”
Ra Si-hyun growled, thinking of Lee Hyun.
“Si-hyun.”
“Yes, oppa.”
“See that wall over there?”
“Why that wall?”
“Go stare at it for exactly five minutes.”
“Yes…?”
“I don’t feel like talking to you right now, so don’t make a fuss and just do as I say.”
“Okay…”
Ra Si-hyun answered in a deflated voice, then trudged toward the wall.
Her drooping shoulders looked pitiful.
‘I still have a long way to go before I can call myself human. Getting angry at a kid like that.’
A bitter smile played at the corners of Eun-sung’s lips.
But there was nothing he could do about it.
Before the regression.
He remembered that arrogant gaze in Ra Si-hyun’s eyes as she looked down at him with her arms crossed.
– I hate it too. Why should I care about saving your mother?
– Please, Si-hyun…
– If you’re a commoner, then act like one and do as you’re told. What, just because we’re being nice to you, you think we’re on the same level as you? A supporter, no less?
Eun-sung restrained himself by imagining the moment he killed Ra Si-hyun.
He had to keep her at a distance, at least for now.
Otherwise, he feared he would kill her.
If that happened, Lee Hyun would chase after her and die as well, and it felt like he would cross a river from which there was no return.
What Eun-sung feared most, second only to losing his family, was himself.
A minimum line.
The fundamental principle: never kill without reason.
The moment he broke that rule, he would become a monster he couldn’t even control.
From Ra Si-hyun’s perspective, it was unfair, but…
“Sigh.”
Eun-sung took a deep breath and calmed himself.
‘The problem is that I’m picking fights with kids. I still have a long way to go.’
Right, they were both just children in the end.
The ones before him now were not the worn-out veteran hunters he once knew.
Compared to ten years ago, they were fresh, inexperienced, even childish.
At present, they couldn’t even be called targets of revenge.
…Not yet.
“Let’s regroup. Everyone stay alert around your surroundings and get some rest.”
Eun-sung leaned against a nearby flowerbed.
Whoooosh…
The Etherium solution glowed softly along Eun-sung’s veins.
* * *
Eun-sung’s party rested for about thirty minutes before heading out to hunt again.
But…
“Nothing again.”
Eun-sung looked around, his tone hollow.
Despite searching thoroughly through the Fog Maze, there wasn’t a single Broadcast Spirit left in the Bucheon Station Outskirts.
Only the corpses and remains that hadn’t disappeared were left behind…
“Like a swarm of locusts.”
The culprit was obvious.
You could tell from the traces.
The surrounding terrain and the remains of the Broadcast Spirits were far too clean.
It was impossible unless multiple people had systematically wiped them out in the blink of an eye.
The Abyss Clan.
Their handiwork was unmistakable.
‘Are they doing this on purpose? Trying to prevent me from hunting?’
It was certainly possible.
From Eun-sung’s perspective, the Abyss Clan had no reason to fixate on the Bucheon Station Outskirts.
Inside the station itself.
Or perhaps the deeper zones—those would make sense.
‘Well, I haven’t witnessed it firsthand.’
Without concrete evidence, baseless suspicion was a luxury he couldn’t afford.
Besides, the Abyss Clan wasn’t the only team circling the Bucheon Station perimeter, so it was only natural that the Broadcast Spirits had dried up.
‘Looks like I need to call it here.’
Though Eun-sung wanted to train the rookies further, the absence of Broadcast Spirits made it impossible to continue.
How could he conduct training without materials to work with?
This wasn’t martial arts practice where one could swing spectral blades through empty air and refine techniques. That simply wouldn’t work.
– Shall I handle it instead, Master?
Helkiyan, the card spirit of [Helkiyan], spoke up.
– This old man can assist in training your subordinates in your stead.
– Then I’ll take care of healing.
Lumos, the card spirit of [Search], and Undina from the [West Wind] card also stepped forward.
‘Huh?’
Now that he thought about it, training was possible even without his direct presence.
Since the Broadcast Spirits only respawned every few hours, he could find three or four more if he kept circling the outskirts.
And frankly, that was better.
Given his companions’ current level, facing multiple Broadcast Spirits simultaneously was impossible anyway.
‘Is this what they call auto-hunting…?’
With that thought, Eun-sung waited for his companions to let their guard down.
The moment he concealed himself, Helkiyan stepped forward wearing Eun-sung’s form.
“This way, everyone.”
Lumos herded the rookies along like a mother hen.
Helkiyan, transformed into Eun-sung’s likeness, and Undina flanked the rookies on either side.
‘Then I…’
Eun-sung turned his steps in the opposite direction from his companions.
Toward the Bucheon Station building visible in the distance.

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